That feeling like you're all alone,
They're all gone, you grab your phone.
Quickly scrolling through your list,
Phone is bleeding down your wrist.
You bring the phone to your ear,
Low sad voice, you begin to hear.
Voice whispers, don't look back,
You slowly glance, it's all black.
Dropped the phone, as you run,
You fall over, a bloody gun.
In your pocket, you hear a ring,
You reach in, you feel a sting.
Poison hits you, right away,
It is clear, you're the prey.
You look back, they lay alone,
Holding on, to their phone.
YOU ARE READING
Scary Stories
Short StoryDo you want to be scared or do you want to know the real truth behind some stories .These are some scary stories mixed with some Urban Legends that could of have happend in real life. Theres some riddles and stories that even creeped me out. Do you...
